Chapter 123: Displaying Strength

Under the joint assault of the three High Priests of the Holy Church, the formation proved fragile and shattered instantly.

"Oh no! The magic circle has been broken! Disperse and flee!" the white-haired witch shouted urgently.

But the surroundings were crawling with grotesque creatures—fleeing? Where could they go?

Gotnet looked toward the white-haired witch. She was the strongest of all the witches, and therefore, surely the most delicious. "Heh heh heh, I’ve never tasted such a powerful existence before!"

He lunged at the fleeing witch, pinning her down, and opened his monstrous, blood-thirsty maw, preparing to bite into her head. Yet, just as he was about to strike, he found himself unable to close his jaws, as if someone were prying them wide open.

He glanced over with his beady eyes in disbelief. A doll was prying his mouth open with a smile, peering inside as if filled with curiosity. Seeing the pig-headed creature staring at him, Feng Tianlin snapped his jaws shut and tossed him upward. Gotnet’s entire body went airborne before slamming heavily into the ground.

Anger and Iris were shocked. They had not expected an A-rank doll to toss Gotnet, a Fourth-Tier Kaiyuan powerhouse, aside so easily.

Anger was incensed—truly enraged. His crimson bird head turned a deeper shade of red, and his aura intensified. Being at the Fourth Tier of the Kaiyuan Realm, he could now unleash the strength of the Fifth Tier.

His appearance reminded Feng Tianlin of the red bird from the game *Angry Birds*. Feng Tianlin chuckled as he looked at the "angry bird." "Playing at unleashing power with me?"

As soon as he spoke, his aura skyrocketed from A-rank to the Ninth Tier of the Kaiyuan Realm. A vast, overwhelming pressure blanketed the scene, causing every living creature present to feel a sense of suffocation.

Feeling this terrifyingly powerful aura, the "angry bird" immediately ceased his rage and became a docile little bird. Iris, the High Priest of Arrogance, had been planning to strike, but upon sensing the aura, his cat-like eyes constricted, and he dared not move a muscle. Gotnet, who had barely managed to climb to his feet, simply laid flat on the ground once more. As for the minor minions, they were so terrified they wished they could have fled on the spot.

No wonder he could be brought down so easily; his strength was truly monstrous. Furthermore, not one of them had sensed his arrival, proving that this doll’s power was beyond their wildest imagination.

Satisfied with the reactions of these grotesque creatures, Feng Tianlin nodded and turned his attention to the Loldo Magic Boxes on the ground. He picked them up one by one and laughed, "Right, this is that... Loldo-something Magic Box."

The witches were paralyzed with fear. Seeing Feng Tianlin walk toward them, they instinctively backed away, only to sigh in relief when they realized he was merely picking up the boxes. Feng Tianlin tucked the boxes into his "Grotesque Domain" and looked at the formation at the witches' feet.

"So this is the legendary magic circle? It looks like a simple, crude array that Taoists would have discarded ages ago." He had seen the formations created by Taoists, which required no maintenance and possessed far greater intensity. This was far inferior.

"Activate this formation. Let me see how it works," Feng Tianlin said, looking at the white-haired witch. He could sense she was the strongest among them and would have the most authority.

The white-haired witch’s hands trembled as he looked her way, but she dared not disobey. "Our magic power is depleted. We need to replenish it."

"Replenish it?" Feng Tianlin’s lips curled. "And how do you do that?"

"There are two main methods: absorbing human spiritual power or absorbing the energy within sprites. But catching sprites is extremely difficult..." The white-haired witch stammered.

"Absorbing sprite energy? Why didn't you say so sooner?" Feng Tianlin laughed. It was a good thing he had captured a bottle of sprites on his way here.

He instantly manifested a Grotesque Domain the size of himself, pulled out the bottle containing the sprites, and dissipated the domain—a sequence of actions performed with fluid, lightning speed.

To the witches and the grotesque creatures, it appeared as if the doll had vanished into thin air and reappeared a moment later with a bottle of sprites in hand. The grotesque creatures were stunned; this speed was even more formidable than their own Holy Master!

The witches were even more shocked. Living in this forest, they knew better than anyone how difficult it was to catch sprites; the moment any creature’s aura approached, the sprites would flee at incredible speeds. Even for them, catching a bottle of sprites would take at least a full day, yet this doll had done it in an instant. They couldn't help but imagine that the doll must have been so fast that the sprites couldn't even react before being swept up.

The more they thought about it, the more terrified they became. What kind of existence could possess such power?

"What are you staring at? Hurry up and replenish your power to activate the circle," Feng Tianlin urged.

"Oh, right, okay." The witch was snapped back to reality. She now understood only one thing: she must not displease this doll. Taking the bottle, they hurriedly chanted to absorb the energy. Once energized, they waved their wands to activate the magic circle.

As the circle glowed with blue light once more, Feng Tianlin knew it was reactivated. Blazing flames erupted from his back, forming wings as he took to the sky.

High above, he gathered massive amounts of freezing chill in his hands and swept them toward the formation. The magic circle glowed blue in resistance, dispersing the chill to the edges, freezing the surrounding ground solid.

"This formation is actually somewhat interesting," Feng Tianlin muttered, stroking his chin.

The next second, he began to split. Ultimately, seventeen dolls—the original and sixteen clones—simultaneously unleashed the "Ice Age." An overwhelming wave of sub-zero energy instantly enveloped the formation. As a thin wisp of cold slipped inside, the circle collapsed on the spot, and the full force of the chill swept over the witches.

He wasn't finished. Feng Tianlin descended to the ground and unleashed seventeen "Wings of Fire" simultaneously. The witches, having just been frozen into ice blocks, were then met with a ferocious, infernal blaze. Under the collision of ice and fire, the auras of the entire group of witches vanished instantly. Moments later, only a barren patch of ground remained—not even a trace of them was left.

Observing the result, Feng Tianlin pondered, "It seems the Wings of Fire are slightly stronger than the Ice Age. Well, that’s to be expected; the Wings of Fire are part of the 'Nightmare Body,' which is at LV12, while the Ice Age is only at LV10."

Recalling his clones, Feng Tianlin looked at the group of grotesque creatures. "Now, it's your turn."

At these words, the creatures broke into a cold sweat. Was it really their turn? Was this doll, who could fly and fight so effortlessly, going to kill them too?

But then, Feng Tianlin continued, "Who is the leader among you?"

He looked at the three High Priests. Their auras were similar, and he couldn't tell who held the higher rank. The three priests looked at each other, caught in a dilemma.

Finally, Iris, after a moment of silence, arrogantly raised his chin. "I suppose I am, more or less. So what?"

Gotnet and Anger stared at him simultaneously, thinking to themselves, *How could he be so shameless?*

However, they dared not utter a word, suppressing their voices to avoid drawing Feng Tianlin's attention. By comparison, this arrogant High Priest certainly had more courage than the other two.